A water-blue star is just ahead, beautiful and crystal clear, like a blue diamond dotted in the starry sky. Some spacecraft come and go from time to time, like auroras passing by, very gorgeous.
Ye Fan stood outside the domain, looking down quietly, the sun and the moon flew like a shuttle, and time flies like an arrow. More than six thousand years have passed. Looking back, what have you gained and what have you lost
All these years, he has been in the distant starry sky battlefield, what kind of time has this been
Neither Zhang Wenchang nor Pang Bo came back more than once. Zhang Wenchang had to come back after the catastrophe. In his words, it was a new life, so he had to come back and have a look.
Pangbo, on the other hand, brought his descendants along to let them appreciate the terroir of his hometown, making it an important journey in his life.
As for Ye Fan, he had a lot of worries in the past. His enemies were too powerful, and he was afraid of bringing the flames of war here, so he kept restraining the urge and emotion to return.
Later, he was invincible, so he should have no such worries, but the inertia has kept him still, and he has never turned back until today.
"This seat is going down first, you take a look slowly." Longma said, it made a flash of lightning and rushed into the stars below.
Ye Fan and the others also landed, and in a flash of light, they appeared on a mountain peak, full of aura, human beings are developing, and now the earth's environment has been greatly improved, making it suitable for cultivating Taoism.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that the ninety-nine dragon mountains began to overflow their energy, which is the root cause.
"I'll go first." After returning to Earth, Zhang Wenchang was very silent, and left alone without saying much.
When he entered the starry sky that year, his wife was pregnant and not being able to be by his side was the regret of his life. Later, he found out that his wife had met a good man, so he could only cry aloud on the other side of the starry sky, and then silently look forward to, blessing.
There are many ancient formations on the earth. Over the past 6,000 years, people have known that this land is much larger than they imagined, and they have been able to uncover some of the dusty historical mountains and rivers by scientific means.
Now the civilization here is developed, not only with brilliant technology, but also with monks leaving the world, which has long been accepted by the world.
"Master, Master Uncle!"
When Ye Fan and Pang Bo came to Penglai Xiandao overseas, an old man with a fairy demeanor, white hair and childlike face flew over to pay respects. It was Ye Fan's former registered disciple Zhan Yifan.
After more than 6,000 years, he has become a great sage for many years, but after all, he can't withstand the years, he is already so old.
In comparison, Ye Fan is still young, vigorous as if he was around 20 years old, and the years have not left a trace on his body.
This place has become the foundation of the Heavenly Court on Earth. The island is very large, like a continent, but it does not appear in the world of mortals, and it is difficult for outsiders to find it.
Many disciples looked strange, because he was too young, far more "soft-faced" than their ancestor Zhan Yifan, the contrast was too great and too weird.
"You haven't come here yet, this is your real patriarch!" Zhan Yifan said.
Penglai was shaken, countless disciples came here, enough to count tens of thousands of people, and today's Heavenly Court has become the most powerful inheritance on earth, incomparable.
They have known for a long time that the patriarch became the emperor in the universe, known as the emperor of heaven, invincible in nine heavens and ten places, but they have never seen it, and they have never heard of the patriarch's return.
Ye Fan's sudden arrival today caused a major earthquake, and the disciples who were training abroad also rushed over immediately after learning that they were extremely excited.
"master!"
The next moment, Youweiyu and Yanxiaoyu, the fairy couple on Penglai Island, woke up from the deep retreat and came out to see. Both of them and Zhan Yifan are Ye Fan's registered disciples, with extraordinary aptitude, and have been to the Heavenly Court headquarters deep in the starry sky several times.
"It's a pity, Huang Tian's junior sister has passed away." Youwei Yu sighed softly.
People are born, old, sick, and die, and monks are no exception. Even if it is a few of them, I am afraid that they will follow in the same footsteps after a thousand years, and it is difficult to reverse.
"Little sister Xu Ye also..." Yan Xiaoyu whispered, she knew that she was the daughter of the master's confidante in the world.
"I already know." Ye Fan sighed softly.
After so many years, it is impossible for the old Xu Qiong to still be in the world. He has been turned into loess for many years, which makes people powerless.
As for Xu Qiong's daughter, Xu Ye, who was young and lively back then, she was a little witch in Xiaosong's eyes. Although she also embarked on the road of cultivation, after more than 6,000 years, she finally sat on this island.
Two thousand years ago, when Xiaosong heard the news, he cried loudly. He was best friends with Xu Ye when he was on earth.
Now that Xiao Song is sealed, he can't come here, and most of them will feel sad if they don't let him.
The past in the world of mortals, everything has dissipated in the years, the friends and relatives in the world of the past no longer exist, Ye Fan can only let out a long sigh.
Pang Bo patted him on the shoulder and said nothing. He had come back several times, and when he went to look for the offspring of his parents and eldest brother, he was very sad.
"Master, please." Zhan Yifan said.
They walked into a cemetery behind Penglai Xiandao. There was an ancient tomb here, which was very old, but it had been taken care of from time to time. The surrounding flowers and plants were fragrant, and the snow and maple trees were in pieces.
This is his parents' tomb, which was moved here by Zhan Yifan and others, because thousands of years have passed, the sea has changed, and the outside world has changed with each passing day, and the changes have been too great.
"I want to be alone for a while." Ye Fan said to everyone. He had already heard that his parents' graves were here. Even though he was in a high state, he felt sad for a while and his eyes were blurred.
Everyone retreated and did not bother again.
Ye Fan sat alone in front of the grave, no one could hear what he was whispering, just looked at his back and felt very lonely, after a whole night like this, he never moved.
He didn't get up until noon, walked to another tomb, saw the word "Xu Ye" engraved on it, couldn't help touching it lightly, and stood for a long time.
When Ye Fan walked out of the cemetery, everyone couldn't see anything, they only felt that he was very lonely, but he didn't have the violent mood swings they imagined after the tragedy.
Only Pang Bo understands that those days in the world of mortals are more precious than anything else in Ye Fan's heart, but they are lost after all and cannot come back.
In the next few days, Ye Fan explained the deep understanding of Dao to several disciples, and then left, he wanted to walk alone.
Longhu Mountain, Gezao Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, Emei Mountain and other places have left Ye Fan's footprints. It is a pity that it is difficult to find an old man in the world.
Taoist Xiri, Kunlun Headmaster Xuechen, and Xianjianmen Headmaster all broke through to the Holy Realm, but in the end they all went west.
Ye Fan walked into the world of mortals, in the city center, row upon row of skyscrapers rose up one after another, while the environment in the distance was beautiful, the garden planning was orderly, and spaceships flew across the sky from time to time, shining colorful lights.
This is no longer the city he is familiar with, and it has changed a lot. When he came to the suburbs, he couldn't find any trace of the past.
Ye Fan walked past several old places, and suddenly stopped. A familiar wave was caught in the quiet villa area in the distance, and he walked forward.
"It's you..." The door opened, revealing a beautiful face, looking at Ye Fan in front of the lawn.
This is a woman, although her face is still young, but her hair is already white, she stared at him blankly, then came to her senses, smiled and said: "You are back too."
She is Lin Jia, one of the people who crossed the starry sky and reached the other side together in the past. Later, she had a great opportunity to worship under the old man who cut firewood. After the Taoist Palace was merged into the Heavenly Court, she left.
White-haired and beautiful, in fact, if she hadn't been formidable in strength and used magical powers to keep her face, she would have grown old.
Lin Jia invited Ye Fan into the room, made him a cup of light green tea, and put it on the table. This made him startled, and fell into a long memory.
Back then, he liked to make a cup of weak tea, sit in front of the window, and read various books. It was a kind of enjoyment. After many years, he almost forgot the feeling of that year.
"You are very nostalgic, and you still live in the original city." Finally, Ye Fan said.
"I'm tired. I just want to spend my life in peace. Some good memories from the past are worth remembering." Lin Jia said.
The word tired expresses her true state of mind. She is tired of everything in the starry sky, so she came back and reintegrated into the city.
The old woodcutter has two disciples, one is Lin Jia and the other is Zhou Yi, they chose different paths.
Zhou Yi did not give in, and has always been high-spirited. He has broken into the quasi-emperor realm for many years. He has intensively studied Zhouyi gossip, etc., and now his strength is unfathomable, and he has a great reputation in the starry sky.
With the disappearance of the Dao Palace organization, he never joined the Heavenly Court, but chose to fight on his own, hoping to be at the top and enter the realm of the Great Emperor.
However, more than 6,000 years have passed, and he is also old. At this time, he is also looking at his hometown in the starry sky, with a few strands of snow mixed in his hair.
"It's not just me who came back alone, Yiyi is also tired, and Cade, who is not old at heart, has become the God of Light in the western world." Lin Jia smiled.
At this time, Long Ma strolled to the west, and was a guest in the Court of Light, making a lot of noise.
"I said, Huangmao, you are really good. It's okay to run away from Mount Sumeru. After joining the Heavenly Court, you ran away again. Now you have become a magic stick yourself. Do you really want to compete with the God you call?"
Ryoma gulped down wine, and chatted happily with Cade in a temple of light in the depths of the void.
Surrounded by some angels of the Winged Clan, they all looked at each other in blank dismay. I really don't know who this is, but they even asked their main god to accompany them in person. No matter how you look at it, they look like a big devil.
In the villa area, Lin Jia sighed softly, and said: "Over six thousand years have passed, I don't know how many people from that time are left."
Ye Fan recalled that there were thirty or so people back then, but now there are really not many left, and said: "Besides you and me, there are also Zhou Yi, Kaide, Pang Bo, Zhang Ziling, Liu Yiyi, Zhang Wenchang, Wang Ziwen, Li Xiaoman."
Lin Jia sighed, and then suddenly said: "How about we get together again, just in Taishan, I always feel like I am in a big dream, I really want to wake up."
Ye Fan tapped out his spiritual thoughts and invited Pang Bo and Zhang Wenchang, which made them both feel weird, but in the end they both agreed to Lin Jia's proposal.
"Did we find everyone from the stars?" Zhang Wenchang said.
A few days later, on the top of Mount Tai, the sun was just rising and the clouds were rosy. It looked like a fairyland. After nearly 6,500 years, the same person stood here again.
They looked up at the sky, as if waiting for something.